Boboiboy Short Stories and One-Shots

Predator & Prey

"Why did you kill him!?" Someone yelled. "Because I had to! What else do you expect me to do!?" Boboiboy answered. "Oh I don't fucking know, maybe not kill him?!" He responded. "Look, it was a life or death situation. It was either he was going to fucking kill me, or I kill him. No in betweens whatsoever!" Boboiboy said sternly. 

"If that's how you want it then fine, I'm done with being your friend." The mysterious figure yelled and left the room briskly. Boboiboy sighed and sat back down, feeling remarkably tired & overwhelmed. 

Foot steps quickly approached him, and he quickly turned around, ready to fight. He lowered his guard down, however, once he realized who it was. He scoffed and said, "What? Come to laugh here at my miserable mistakes and doings? Sod off-" 

"I'm here to help you. You got scarrings from that mission am I not wrong?" The other person said. Boboiboy hung his head low, and gave a slight nod. He gestured for the young boy to follow him, which he did.

He lead him through a long hallway and into another room. One our protagonist had never seen nor looked in before. It was plain & simple. No decorations nor colors adorned the place as it remained a sleek & elegant shade of grey. 

The individual pointed at a chair on the far end of the room and said, "Sit." Our hero expressed no resistance and did as he was told. The man went straight to his desk and started to comb through his paraphernalia. 

Our hero, on the hand, had become less attentive to his surroundings as his mind became a blank space, filled with questions & his wildest dreams.

He suddenly hissed at the sharp sting on his back and turned around to see the man applying something on his wound. "My apologies, I should've warned you beforehand." He said. Boboiboy merely shrugged it off and just sat immobile. 

After around 13 seconds of this, the man suddenly stopped and took a needle in his hands, already with a thread. He warned him, "This is going to hurt." But he was already prepared and remained silent for the next few minutes through the pain.

"Now", he started once he cleaned everything up, "What happened?" Boboiboy scoffed and looked away. Unfortunately, this dude had a behaviour of a saint, and he did not. 

"Why would you want to know about the bad blood between me and him? All he had to do was stay, now we don't talk, isn't it over now?" He said. "I can see you... and I understand... that girl was the foolish one." The man said. 

Boboiboy sighed and said, "I know karma will hit when it does, don't really know if it will be for me or him... But it hits different now. I should've known she was the mastermind behind this great war between us... Well... now that everything has changed, it's time to start fresh and begin again."

"Hm... I have an offer." The guy said. The junior quirked his eyebrow in interest. "Join me and start a new beginning, and we shall bring a reign of peace & harmony in this galaxy." He said. Skeptical, the elemental hero asked, "And what's the catch?" The man smiled, and said, "There is no catch. So, what do you say?" 

He extended out his hand. "What if I refuse?" Boboiboy asked. "But why would you?" He asked. "Reasons that may be important later on." He replied simply. Boboiboy crossed his arms and asked, "Now, why would you want me?" The man grumbled lightly in annoyance, and mentioned, "You sure are a stubborn one aren't you?" 

He got up to walk to the side of the room containing books. "Why else would you think she would have a headache and rant almost every evening about me and the training?" Boboiboy chuckled. 

"Fair point, you're just like your father. But you are still your mother's son in every aspect." The man mentioned. "I mean that is true... I got mom's sense of creative goofiness... I mean why in the world would I have an idea to go out with mom and dye it key lime green?" Boboiboy said with a hint of sadness in his voice.